Luyện nghe bài hát Touch'n You (feat. Usher)

Rose huh, that's the problem with these rap
They know how to play it cool you know
Mean it's a and place for everything
Been thinking you all day
Right now, is that time
Look how you me on baby (They like when you talk to em)
(If you something)
is believing (Ursher baby) turn the lights on

She kissing on me, on my bottom lip (Huh)
In the gallery all I get is buy me
Conversations on the phone until the of dawn
Combination to her home, I gotta make her
Mean hustle got me chasing all fast money
Balenciaga sneakers, now she cash money
So sexy in all black Giuseppe heels
50 stacks in her bag so she know it's
Top off the Ferrari now we out
Smoking on Cali' bumping 2Pac
It's me against the now what's your phone number?
Jumping in that rover and I'm coming over

(Fuck'n you) Been thinking you all day
Still get my mind off your body
I'm day dreaming (Fuck'n you)
how you turn me on baby
'Cause nobody compares to your
Every time you let me (Fuck'n you)
And every you let me
Nobody compares to body, yeah

I think I put a ring on it
I think I wanna tat her on me (tat tat tatted up)
I had a lot of women, but this is not the same for me
Bounce, it how she always make it bounce!
Rose on her bed, I walk in unannounced
I it when she speak a different language
I touch her in so different angles
Born stunna and my so stunnin'
want her, but she find them so funny
I'm getting money, living like the most
She all I needed, now Usher sing it

(Fuck'n you) Been 'bout you all day
Still can't get my mind off body
Day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you me on baby
compares to your body
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
Let me and time you let me
Nobody compares to your body,

champagne for my dime piece
In the sheets you know I flip her a 9 piece
In the streets you know I'm eating like a feast
Lick a tryna tickle all the finer things
to the crib, keep it trill, time to handle biz'
Big dreamer, new beamer, just the realest
of the source, owner of the Porsche
Killing all haters, no remorse
Knocking at the door, she the voice
I'm not them boys, she know I shine the most
She modeling a lot I she on the go
Another bottle of Ciroc, baby let's a toast

(Fuck'n you) thinking 'bout you all day
can't get my mind off your body
I'm bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you me on baby
'Cause nobody compares to your
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
time you let me
Nobody compares to body, touch